"What! how is that possible?" said the many refugees, either shocked or joking.

No matter what, seeing Mu Fan's serious expression, some people still believed it.

Mu Fan continued: "Do you know what kind of meat you ate in the morning?"

Mu Fan's expression was hideous, like a man-eating demon.

The ranks of refugees were first boiling, then silent as never before. A sense of panic spread through the refugee pile, and they guessed one possibility - human flesh!

The refugee in front said, "You devil, you actually tricked us into eating human flesh. You will not die well, but after you die, you will go to eighteen layers of hell......"

Mu Fan turned a deaf ear to these scoldings, and he wanted to settle all the things of these days before the refugees' emotions exploded.

He said solemnly: "Dozens of thugs died a few days ago, and they were killed by us. I mixed the meat of one of them with the meat of the mule and gave it to all of you. ”

A refugee in front of him scolded: "You bastard, we killed them, but how can you bear to eat their corpses!"

The scolding was everywhere, and Mu Fan completely ignored it. Once you get into an argument with them, you really can't suppress the emotions of the refugees.

Mu Fan looked around, and his eyes were wide-eyed. Although there are many refugees, they are easily agitated and their emotions can easily get out of control.

Sang'er smiled bitterly, she knew that Mu Fan was lying. Those corpses had already been burned by Wen Cheng with fire, and no one could verify them. The meat in the pot was actually all mule meat, and Mu Fan used the technique of attacking the heart in order to achieve results in a short period of time.

Mu Fan said in a loud voice: "Since the killing that day, there have always been people who want to tell the truth. We've killed a lot of whistleblowers, and we're all in danger until now. ”

The refugees in front heard Mu Fan's words, and some gradually calmed down. Actually, they're not stupid, they just don't want to think down.

People have thoughts of escape, especially when they have no way to solve it and the outcome of the matter is still serious. This thought of escape can anesthetize itself.

Mu Fan continued: "You should know the seriousness of letting the government know, we will all be killed, and our heads will be cut off as a tool for them to ask for merit. ”

Silence reappeared in the crowd.

Seeing that the refugees' emotions were under control, Mu Fan continued: "Among your group, there are some people who didn't do it that night. So I had to make this decision to make everyone accomplice. ”

One refugee said, "You just said that there are some people who have not eaten. Then it's time to get them out and force them to eat them. ”

Mu Fan raised his arms and said, "Look at the people around you, who has not eaten, and catch them to the front!"

Before Mu Fan finished speaking, countless refugees had already begun to do so. These refugees don't have much of a sense of morality, they just don't want to be a part of Kyokan.

There are many refugees who have seen Jingguan, and all of them are built with human heads. The army doesn't care if you commit a crime or not, they will put thousands of heads together for the world to see.

Driven by the desire to survive, soon all those who did not eat mule meat were caught. They ate the meat with painful faces under the gaze of everyone.

These people really thought that the mule meat in the pot was mixed with human flesh, and some people spit it out while eating.

Mu Fan didn't care if they swallowed it or not, and asked them to press their handprints onto the paper.

When these people pressed their fingerprints onto the paper, they couldn't stop trembling, as if they had lost their souls. At the same time, the refugees who ate the meat breathed a sigh of relief, in their opinion, everyone ate it, someone denounced it, and it was a big deal that everyone died together.

Mu Fan saw the eldest aunt among the refugees, and the corner of the aunt's mouth was a little smiling, and a trace of appreciation flashed on her old face.

Mu Fan also smiled at her, he understood that the aunt must believe him. It made him feel that it was worth it to be a trafficker, to sell some people, to keep these refugees in the dark.

From the time Mu Fan saw the corpses of the young couple and the old woman dead, he had already silently told himself: "I can be a demon, but not a demon for everyone." In such a world, good people don't live long!"

There are also smart people among the refugees, who see through it, but they don't break it. What Mu Fan and the others did was not harmful to them. And in the end, it achieves the effect that no one dares to inform, which is exactly what they want.

The wise are silent, and the unwise are too frightened to speak. There was hardly any sound in the entire refugee procession except for the sound of walking.

Wen Cheng was always elusive, and he didn't know when he appeared next to Mu Fan again.

He smiled and said, "I like you more and more, especially the way you do things vigorously." ”

Mu Fan said: "It's a smile, but it's just a small trick." ”

Wen Cheng smiled: "This kind of carving trick is not something that everyone can think of, your attack is hitting the weakness of human nature." ”

Mu Fan didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he asked, "Uncle Wen, who are you?"

Wen Cheng smiled and said, "Don't be curious about my identity, if we see each other in the future, I believe we will become friends." ”

Mu Fan was silent, he didn't want to be friends with Wen Ci. He has always been wary of this killing god.

Mu Fan smiled politely and went to find Sang'er. Sang'er was talking with her aunt, and the two were talking and laughing, not knowing what happy things they were talking about.

Qinglan saw that Mu Fan came to find Sang'er, but this time she didn't step forward to stop her. She admired Mu Fan's way of handling things, and felt that maybe she looked down on Mu Fan's ability.

When the aunt saw Mu Fan coming, she hurriedly took his hand and whispered, "If I didn't believe in you, I would have been deceived by you." ”

Mu Fan quipped: "I'm not a good person. ”

The aunt said: "I can just see that you are a good child, and a child who can do great things." ”

Mu Fan smiled a little embarrassedly, because the aunt's judgment was basically based on intuition. This kind of person suffers a lot, after all, intuition is inaccurate most of the time.

The aunt patted the back of Mu Fan's hand and said with a smile: "I also know that you are a person worthy of trust." San'er is also a gentle and kind good girl, you two are really a match made in heaven. ”

When Qing Lan heard this, she became a little nervous again. What she fears most is that her aunt is a matchmaker, which seems to be a hobby of her aunt. She was also told by her aunt that the man was Song Changgeng.

Mu Fan didn't want to talk about this topic either, and now he thought of the perfect excuse. He said very seriously: "A manly man, you should put your career first. When I make a career in the world, then eight sedan chairs will welcome Sang'er through the door. ”

Sang'er also hurriedly played a round and said: "I also support him, a manly man should break through while he is young." ”

The aunt smiled so much that her face bloomed, and she nodded vigorously and said, "There is indeed this reason, Brother Qing is a capable person." ”

Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and Sang Er and Qinglan were equally relieved. The three of them looked at each other tacitly, and they all had a little helplessness in their eyes. This is helplessness and not boredom, the aunt may be a little verbose, but the verbose words contain her strong feelings.

Refugees consciously or unconsciously leave a gap, which is a kind of fear and helplessness. They consciously separated themselves from Mu Fan and the others, for fear that they would be harmed by this young demon.

San'er didn't like the sense of distance, but she couldn't help it.

Mu Fan's original plan was much more gentle, making everyone eat the mule meat, and then telling them where the money came from. People's hearts are unpredictable, and Mu Fan feels that this kind of binding force is not enough, so he decided to take a fierce medicine.

The fierce medicine is very bitter, but it is curative, and the sense of distance is a side effect. Mu Fan was ready, he thought he was worthy of himself and the refugees.

That's enough, isn't it?

This distance lasted four days and was finally broken. It was joy that broke the distance, as they finally saw the city of Xiongfang.

Xiongfang City is magnificent, and you can see the forty or fifty meters tall city wall from a distance. The guards standing guard on the city wall are like ants, toiling hard.

Mu Fan walked into the city wall, and he could vaguely see the mysterious runes on the city wall, and there were some cracks on the wall, all of which were traces left by the years.

When a large number of refugees arrived at the city of Xiongfang, the defenders of the city also began to report information to the city.

The refugees shouted to the defenders of the city, hoping that they would open the gates, but the defenders ignored them.

The refugees were a little disappointed by this, but this kind of ignorance was already a "courtesy" for them. In the past, they were driven away directly, and they were inevitably scolded and beaten.

The emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and the gates of the city were opened at the prayation of the refugees. It's a pity that what came out was not amiable civil officials, but a group of fierce and vicious generals.

When the refugees saw the walls open, their faces were full of laughter. When they saw the generals come out with the defenders, the laughter stiffened.

In the army, the leader is a high-spirited general. Under the general's crotch was a mid-fifth-order flamingo horse, both men and horses standing tall and looking down at the refugees in front of them.

The general was silent at first, and then said to the defenders of the city: "Close the gates!"

The general gave the order, the city gate was closed, and the eyes of the defenders showed fire, which was the desire for merit.

The general said, "Surround them, and don't let anyone go." ”

The defenders poured into the refugees, and to their surprise there was no unrest.

They resigned themselves to their fate!

These refugees still have the courage to be angry when they face dozens of thugs, and when they face Mu Fan, who deceived them into eating "human flesh". But in the face of the violent machine, they gave up completely.

Mu Fan watched all this, although he didn't know how strong the general's strength was, but he knew the general's mount. The adult Flamingo is a fifth-order spirit beast, and the general can tame it, and his strength must be above the Xuanji Realm.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are in vain. If the general's strength is really in the Xuanji realm, or a higher realm, then Mu Fan can't do anything if he tries his best.

Mu Fan felt a deep sense of powerlessness, he turned his head to look at Wen Cheng, the only one who could change the situation right now was this killing god. If Uncle Wen has no choice, he can only sit and wait to be killed and put into a Jingguan!